#THANK U FOR THIS RENA. I AM GOING INSANE ABOUT THIS STORY SO MUCH RIGHT NOW

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bones please spare some isaac facts...tell me about the vibes and lore and everything you want. also what's his fave blood type to drink if he has one perhaps..(i'm taking notes)

HEHEHE THANK YOU SM i have so much to say about this man. but also he hasn't existed for very long in my brain yet so there's still many things missing from his lore currently. but here is a start for you :^)

isaac is a couple centuries old by now and from a (currently unnamed) bloodline that's a bit different from other bloodlines. all vampires have double fangs, their puncture fangs which are the regular ones they use to draw blood with, and their venomous fangs, which only come out when they want to change someone. for isaac's bloodline, the venomous fangs are a lot smaller which makes them less painful to extend and the process is quicker; but at the same time, even the smallest mistake in dosage could kill a victim rather than change them. this is why his bloodline is very small in comparison to others and changing a human into a vampire is always done in a big ritual rather than on impulse, to make sure they get the right dosage. this is how isaac was turned into a vampire :(

his bloodline is also more likely to have their feral sense (uncontrollable mode in which they hunt for blood until they're no longer feral) activated which is why they have to feed regularly and CANNOT miss any meals unlike other bloodlines who can usually miss a meal or two. their feral sense can sneak up on them without a warning and it will cause them to go feral until either their hunger or their "urge" (something vamps get sometimes when they want to change other humans. it's like a vampire ovulation) is sated. this is why many vampires of isaac's bloodline are pretty rich or important people who have other vampires working for them to provide them with enough blood so they'll never go feral by accident

isaac is VERY different from his bloodline though. he grew up in a modest family somewhere in the east of the united states and after he was turned he hid himself away in an old abandoned chapel for many many years, feeding on wildlife and the occasional unfortunate soul who wandered too far into the woods. he ended up hunted down by heavenly, my other oc for this story, who is a vampire hunter but at that point was still very young and on his first ever vampire hunt without his father; heavenly was unable to kill isaac and let him go, after which isaac moved to jericho :]

jericho is a big city on the west coast of the united states and it's essentially a vampire hub, in the sense that the government knows about the existence of vampires but isn't telling the general public but the general public tends to also know about the existence of vampires but it's also not uncommon to come across people who've never heard of them. but at the same time it's also not a huge shock to find out that vampires exist. and in jericho there's many of them and it's like a safe haven for them. am i making sense here

anyway isaac runs a church in jericho now! it's less used as an actual church and more just a homeless shelter and general shelter and community center and food bank AND blood bank all in one, for humans and vampires alike, and he's a very important member of the community he lives in :^) he really wants to help people and improve lives despite the reputation of his bloodline

it's at the same time pretty dangerous for him to be in such a lively place because if he misses a meal even once he could go on a murderous rampage. but it's a risk he's willing to take, knowing he's making a difference and not wanting people to lose their stability in life because he decides to leave or something like that

i don't have much for the story yet but the idea is that heavenly shows up in jericho give or take 2-3 decades after first meeting isaac and they reunite :^) heavenly ends up helping isaac with the blood shortage crisis and also ends up as his personal blood bag because he's a freak and a weirdo who likes getting his blood sucked by vampires. and also he's gay for isaac. and i get him. me too

#asks #envergothash #ask:isaac #oc asks #THANK U FOR THIS RENA. I AM GOING INSANE ABOUT THIS STORY SO MUCH RIGHT NOW #literally the second my brain gave me the prompt 'vampire priest' i knew it was over for me. and man is it over for me #i'm still putting together the lore for all the bloodlines and age categories and stuff but i have a pretty solid idea for isaac's bloodlin #they're VERY scary when feral you really do not want to run into one of them when they're feral. eyes entirely white and all that #super super fast and agile and because of the venomous fangs that are smaller and faster they don't have to like #stay in one place a lot. which is part of why they're so fast #also another thing. he will sometimes just drain a human from their blood entirely just to prevent himself from going feral #it's a sacrifice he's willing to make to keep others safe. which makes the fact that his name is isaac even tastier #and there's also something about heavenly's name being That. and then ending up together with isaac. also heavenly is trans btw

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Kashyyyk - Chapter 68

Link to the masterpost. Chapter 67. Chapter 69.

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The Wookiee leads us through the village, past a number of other Wookiees. All of whom look at Zaalbar with shame. I can tell Zaalbar hates it, hates being looked at like this. He takes us through to a very large structure with a gong in front of it, and ushers us into the building. A Wookiee with half of a sword stands at the back wall, flanked by Czerka. And some other stuff like fruit, but it’s the Czerka people who stand out. “Step forward and address the mighty and wise Chuundar, outsider,” the Wookiee says, “I don't often allow visitors of your kind.”

Zaalbar takes point. “You are flanked by Czerka slavers!” he says, outraged, “Are they not outsiders? Or have you sold all of Kashyyyk to them?!”

Chuundar smirks, exuding an infuriating superiority. “Ah, brother Zaalbar,” he says, “You've been exiled a long time. You shouldn't speak in that tone. Things are different now. You are a mad-claw without honor. You have no voice among your own people. I, on the other hand, am Chieftain.”

“If you’ve made deals with the slavers,” I chime in, “the truth will get out eventually.”

Chuundar just gives a little laugh, which I hate. “You may talk,” he says, “but no one will believe you. I've had a long time to guide what my people think. They trust me, the mighty Chuundar. Even with my brother insane and father enslaved, I rose to protect my people despite it all.”

Zaalbar balks a bit. “Father was enslaved? ‘Mighty Chuundar?’ What are you talking about?” he protests in disbelief, “You were the runt!”

Now Chuundar balks. “I am no runt!” he objects. But then he gathers back his composure and clears his throat. “Like I said, Zaalbar, a lot has changed in your years away. We will discuss this soon enough.”

“What do you want?” I ask, “Why drag us here?”

“I haven't killed Zaalbar because he is my brother and I hoped he and I could come to an agreement,” Chuundar says, “You are irrelevant. I may be able to put you to use on a menial task. Zaalbar will have to stay here, of course.”

Great. Once again, the voice of Czerka gives me a task against the natives. Granted this time it’s one of the natives acting as the voice of Czerka, but he’s acting against the natives anyway by working with Czerka. It’s Tatooine all over again. This better not happen on Korriban or Manaan. I sigh. “So what’s the task?” I ask.

“A simple thing,” Chuundar says, “Another Wookiee has suffered the same fate as Zaalbar, gone mad and been exiled.” Well, that seems to be a matter of opinion, madness. “He now lurks the Shadowlands. More importantly, he's pestering my Czerka allies during their Shadowland expeditions. It is not good for business.” Good. “I'd leave the troublemaker down there but he has proven too good at surviving. He has managed to linger a number of years, cowering in his madness and shame. You are expendable. You will remove him.”

“This is crazy!” Mission objects, “You two are brothers! And you’re working with slavers! You’ve sold your own people into slavery! What happened between you and Big Z?”

Chuundar gives a little laugh. “Zaalbar didn't tell you? He took offense to my trading a few of our people for favors and weapons.” Chuundar shrugs. “I didn't understand his objection. Imagine the destruction if Czerka Corporation had come in with blasters firing. I saved many lives. Of course, I also gained weapons, and arranged for certain rivals to be taken. I protected my allies, and my power grew.”

“So that’s why these Wookiees haven’t turned on you,” Carth says.

“Each has come to understand the benefit of working with the enemy. Unlike your exiled companion.” Chuundar shakes his head. “Young Zaalbar had no foresight. He couldn't control his outrage. He attacked me with his claws and damned himself doing it.” Chuundar smirks. “A few careful stories and everyone called him mad-claw. Even father Freyyr. I easily had him exiled.”

“Okay, Chuundar,” I say, “I’ll do this task of yours, but I need Zaalbar with me as a guide.”

Chuundar shakes his head. “No, you won't need him to find your way. Over the years I have had my people trained to understand galactic Basic.” He laughs a little. “I tell them it's to better understand the enemy. They think it will make the Czerka easier to fight. Actually it makes them easier to obey. Remember, you can't beat me here. No one would dare oppose me to join an outsider or an exile.”

“You are wrong, brother,” Zaalbar says, “Someone would.”

“Right, Zaalbar!” Mission says, “All of us!”

“No, outsider,” Chuundar, says, “Zaalbar is referring to Freyyr, our father.” He looks at Zaalbar. “Why, Zaalbar? He ordered you exiled when you attacked me. He went as mad as you when he finally discovered the slavers. He dared challenge them alone and has not been seen since. That was years ago. Let him go, Zaalbar. I rule now. I'll take the Wookiees forward, but there are prices to pay.”

“I’ll be back, Zaalbar,” I say, “We’ll get you out of here.”

“No more words, outsider,” Chuundar says, “I've given my orders. I can't hold you here, but Zaalbar will stay until you kill the mad-claw in the Shadowlands.” He gestures to one of the other Wookiees, who leaves. “The guards will let you pass now. Leave the village through the northwest and follow the platform to the south and then east. You'll eventually see where Gorwooken waits for you. He'll lower you to the forest floor. Go.”

When we’re outside, Carth shakes his head and sighs. “I don’t like leaving someone behind, but I guess we don’t have a choice.”

I have to think for a minute. We start walking back to the Great Walkway. The Shadowlands sound like a pretty dangerous place. And if this Wookiee is dangerous, I’m going to need help subduing him. Maybe not killing if I don’t have to, but I need someone who can help me fight a Wookiee. And I love them both, but Mission and Carth are not the people to do that. Mission’s got spunk and she’s a spitfire, but she’s just fifteen and if she gets hurt I’d never forgive myself. And Carth is an amazing shot and he’s quick on his feet, but he’s my Bunny Man and he is too soft to face a Wookiee who may or may not be as crazy as Chuundar says. Sometimes you need brute strength. I need a Mandalorian. I need Canderous. As for a melee, the practical side of me wants to bring Juhani. But the romantic in me says Bastila is the way to go. After all, Canderous thinks she’s attractive, Bastila thinks he’s attractive. Life goes on, and I really think those two would be good for each other. Canderous needs to be softened a bit, and Bastila needs to see that love isn’t the path to hell.

By the time I’ve thought all this out, we’re back on the Great Walkway halfway between the basket to the Shadowlands and the Czerka dock. I stop, letting my train of thought finish itself.

“Rena?” Carth asks, “Something up?”

I pause. “Yeah, I think we should head back to the ship really quick. Before heading down to the Shadowlands, I think I want to bring Canderous and Bastila.”

“Are you trying to get them to admit their love for each other?” Mission asks. I guess she wants to get her mind off Zaalbar. 

“Well, yes, but!” I say, “I have no idea what I’ll run into down there other than a supposedly crazed Wookiee. Do either of you think you could match the strength of a Wookiee?”

“I know I can’t,” Mission says with certainty.

“Neither can I,” Carth admits, “But the Mandalorian could certainly give him a run for his money.”

“My thoughts exactly,” I say, “And yes, Bastila because I’m a hopeless romantic.”

“You seem very sure of your ability to overcome Bastila’s Jedi inhibitions,” Carth says, smiling. 

“She already told me she thinks he’s attractive, so at this point it’s just --”

“SHE WHAT!” Mission shrieks, “When did she do that?”

Oh damn. “On Tatooine,” I say, “She told me in confidence, though, keep it to yourself.” Really hope I haven’t betrayed Bastila’s trust too much.

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